"My main mission is to hold an honest, fair and independent Chancellor election. It is not regulated by certain individuals who can injure the election process," Sari said.
Professor Sari's dictions were indeed very piercing for every participant of the meeting who were on Mirza's supporter's side.
"Elect me to be the Chair of the Rector Election Committee for 2017-2021. We will start the changes in our campus,"
After that short sentence, Professor Sari delivered her closing greetings. She got off the podium to return to her seat.
"Prof. Sari..Prof. Sari..Prof. Sari," a scream echoed in the hotel's ballroom and stopped as the Chair of the Senate ordered the meeting participants to calm down.
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"You look excited, Professor" Eddy joked.
"Yes. A fiery spirit, Ed."
"Can he beat Dirman?"
"Maybe yes, maybe no. I think the voting will be fierce,"
"We're still going to interview the Chancellor and the Chair of the
Frans and Eddy who sat together with other media journalists were still enthusiastic about listening to the agenda of the Senate meeting. At 11.45 am, the Senate meeting was temporarily suspended because it was approaching the time for the midday prayer and lunch."Hmm. So, the election of the Chancellor is in a new and different way," Eddy said."Is there something strange, Eddy?""Nothing, Frans. I feel there is something funny. On other campuses, as far as I know, the Chancellor was not chosen by students. Even though Dirman offered a breakthrough, the proposal needs to be reviewed by the election committee later," Eddy replied."Is there a political intention behind Dirman's proposal?" France asked."I don't know. Maybe someone is controlling it from behind,"===###==="Hi, Sofina. Come here," Anita called Sofina."What's wrong, Nit?" Sofia asked."Read this online news, the Media Kampus News," Anita answered.
At 1 pm, the Senate meeting continued with the agenda of voting for the Chair of the Rector Selection Committee from two candidates namely Professor Sari and Sudirman Dwi Atmaja, M.Sc. The 73 members of the University Senate present will be called one by one to write down their choices on the ballot papers provided. They write their choices in the voting booth near the speech podium. "Ladies and gentlemen, can we start the election session?" the Chair of the Senate asked.
"For me, whoever becomes the opponent in the Rector Election, there is no difference," Mirza said. Professor Mirza wiped the sweat off his forehead while drinking a bottle of water in the hotel's Ballroom. Frans and Eddy paused for a moment, straightening the shirts they were wearing. "One more question, Prof," Frans said. "Yes..please," Mirza said. "There is a rumour saying that the rectorate of Siupala University is unfair in several of its policies, including an increase in tuition fees at the Faculty of Engineering, procurement of official cars for rectorate officials, and the chaotic determination of the organizers of the Siupala University Sports Olympics next year. How do you respond to these unfair accusations, Sir?" "I instead asked those who like to accuse the rectorate. Where is our injustice? The increase in tuition fees is to improve lecture facilities in Engineering. The official car is for our ope
At the moment when the vote count was taking place at the Brown Palace Hotel, the atmosphere of Agraceto's house, located in Bunga Semboja Housing, Malang, was very comfortable. The Agra house was located in a complex for upper-middle-class residents. He lived alone with his mother, Sri Uminarti, who was familiarly called Narti. However, Agra remained faithful to call his mother mama. The two of them sat casually at the dining table, about to eat lunch. "Agra, have you heard the news about sexual harassment at the Siupala campus?" "Yes, Ma. The victim is a final semester FKIP student," "I'm sorry for her. How could the lecturer do that?" "Hmm. Agra will accompany the student in the legal route, Ma. Dirgo who gave the task to Agra," Agra showed a happy face. "Wait, you didn't tell mommy? I'm very happy that you want to accompany people who are a victim of abuse," Her mother smiled happily.
Sobs began to be heard in the row to the right of the stage, which was none other than the seats of the faculty leaders who opposed Professor Mirza. Tears also graced Professor Sari's face, who was no longer young. Only 1 ballot could end Professor Sari's dream of becoming the Chair of the Rector's Selection Committee, for just two minutes ago, the Chair of the Senate said the words that made Dirman 1 vote ahead and win the battle.
The euphoria of happiness was thickly felt in the ranks of Dirman's supporters, who certainly supported Professor Mirza. One by one the faculty leaders in the line took turns greeting Dirman. Not to forget, they took occasion for their social media. "Congratulations on the victory, Mr. Dirman. Finally, the Chair of the Committee fell into the hands of our faculty," Professor Ida said, Dean of the Faculty of Mathematics and Technology, who had been supporting him all this time.
The high steep hills overlooking the Indian Ocean on the south side of the island of Java were an attractive sight for anyone.The green trees combined with the blue sea were no less exotic to be captured in photos. Natural beauty was only one part of this republic to be adored. Not far from the hills, heavy equipment such as tractors and trucks carrying stones have been busy since that morning, even 3 hours before the Siupala University senate meeting started at the hotel 75 kilometres to the north. A middle-aged man stood in the middle of the construction site of a luxury shopping centre that his company was working on. He was busy talking to the rest of the project workers. "How is the development of our project?" the middle-aged man asked. "It's going well, Sir. For the next week, we will focus on levelling the soil and transporting limestone that blocks the building's foundation points," Sarman said, one of the workers.
The driver of the middle-aged man continued to drive the vehicle to the closest hotel or resort to the location of a luxury shopping centre project that is being built by his company, PT. Adimio Jaya.It seemed the middle-aged man's wish would soon come true smoothly. As long as the rupiah flows in their coffers, the higher-ups.By 4 pm, the vehicle stops at a modest hotel and resort with comfortable facilities; coffee break, free wi-fi, free laundry, dinner and breakfast, and massage."Let's just stop here, Sir. Here, you can spend the night comfortably," the driver said."It's a good place. We stay here. Order the receptionist, we need 2 empty bedrooms," the middle-aged man said."Okay, Sir," said the driver.It was Der Index Hotel and Resort, located between neatly lined beaches in the southern part of Malang. Indeed, not a five-star hotel, but it provided an atmosphere suitable for resting.While waiting